found me In the cemetery A smoking gun in my hand now I'm damned for the land of the free Sing with me The American scream The American scream And that
I Think I'll look around for a whooping crane I Think I'll look around for a whooping crane What do ya think this pain has got me? You think I'm uptight
I knew a man, I 'm proud to say But he couldn't live in a world he couldn't see Hidden patterns genetic mold The laws of life, it 's ways are cold
who paid with their lives A nation saw evil over September skies By some faceless coward who must pay the price For challenging the spirit of American pride The Day America
sum'hin? in the way they designed, that's mo' steady I just let you inside 'cause the line so, heavy But I should?a know, better 'cause now I feel like America
[verse 1] Is the groove good to you Like when you lose your thing Forgetten grits is grocery And eggs is poultry Makin a livin against those makin a
right, now it's on, on sight You call me a Muslim, no, I'm not a resident Still got my vote in, Farrakhan for president Of white America, I'm tearing
walkie talkie I got that from the DB's, my cousin, work dirty If you want 'em, I got 'em, you up to cop it You better be about your grit Devour any
? (Which one of y'all gonna take it off) You can count on CB or me to please ya Fly you to Italy for a piece of pizza Back to America leave with leisure
the Mississippi breeze Thank you Mississippi for lovin' me Thank you for givin' this country boy a place to dream Thank you for old cane pole, the fishin' hole The grits
Suave y suda Baila con frescura Eres escultura popular Internacional Desde africa querida Para america latina Solo brincas y respiras Y tambien para
sus ojos jaime fearnley Para el bebe cinquante cincampari Y se tendio para cerrarlos Y costello el rey del america Y suntuosa cait o'riordan Nor vompere mis calliones Los gritos
t cool can't quench Africa my true heart desire Redder judgment The ghetto you put down inna the pit Dem judge and dem jury just ah grin and ah grit
your eyes and realize? Like Pepsi, niggas got a new generation And we don't want your American education Ain't no brain washing this way Fuck America
to the ballgame. Throw me down on the ground. Buy me some panties and camoflauge. Run me down with a rusty old dodge and let's root for good old America
) You give me hard eggs in the morning, Cheese omelet you go. Yeah, you give me hard eggs in the morning, Cheese omelet you go. You just hot buttered grits
found me In the cemetery A smoking gun in my hand now I?m damned for the land of the free Sing with me The American Scream The American Scream And